Sophistry / Dark-The Peach Blossom Spring

Pang Lai took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Bai Xu is in your hands now. You must not let him escape. Knowing so many secrets of the Imperial Palace is a major threat."

Don't worry.

Lu Jun didn't say much. After recovering his magical energy for a while, he teleported away again, this time heading straight to the farthest point of the Northern Border, where Leng Jue was!

Chapter 515 Sophistry

Northern Border.

The vast grasslands, shrouded in blue sky and white clouds, are a magnificent sight.

From afar, the yurts dotting the ground resemble dozens of small floating clouds, with men from the Northern Plains riding horses and young girls smiling sweetly.

At the edge of this herding tribe, a sculpture stands, which at first glance appears to be just a strangely shaped boundary marker, but is actually the statue of the Qiqige girl, as the locals call it.

Just then, a group of people led by the purple-eyed youth approached, looking travel-worn, accompanied by a beautiful woman in a cheongsam, a red demon, and a few other trusted confidants.

It was none other than Leng Jue, who had fled to the north.

The purple-eyed boy was overjoyed when he saw the herders' settlement ahead.

Leng Jue said to several trusted confidants, "We've finally arrived. This is the spatial node, the place that reflects the Pharaoh Pyramid."

His face contorted in rage as he recalled the massacre and relentless pursuit by the Nine Provinces over the past few days against his men. He clenched his fists and roared, "Lu Jun! The Nine Provinces! I will repay you a hundredfold for the humiliation and harm you have inflicted upon me!"

To this day, Leng Jue still doesn't know where he leaked the intelligence, and can only reluctantly relinquish most of his forces.

Fortunately, after overcoming numerous difficulties, he was just one step away from success.

Leng Jue Pharaoh Pyramid descended, the Northern Plains of the Nine Provinces would be reduced to ruins. He would seize the opportunity to expand his influence in the empire of the dead, not only making up for all the losses he had suffered, but also reaching new heights.

The purple-eyed boy seemed to have reverted to his usual carefree demeanor, grinning devilishly, "Let's go, we'll go to the village ahead. To set up an anchor point there, we need the local owner's permission."

A moment later, Leng Jue and his group approached.

An old herdsman, smoking a pipe, sat up straight and muttered in surprise, "This is strange. Why are there two groups of guests coming to this little place in a row?"

The old herdsman stepped forward and greeted them warmly, saying, "Hello, this place is quite far from the city. We probably won't be able to get there before noon. Why don't you stay at our house for a while and have lunch before you leave?"

The handsome young man glanced at him, then pointed to the statue and politely asked with a smile, "Uncle, what is the meaning behind this statue of a young girl?"

Upon hearing this, the old herdsman paused for a moment, but didn't take it to heart, and was happy to explain the local legends and culture to the outsider.

"Her story is connected to a legend. Long ago, this area was so arid that it was difficult to survive. A girl named Qiqige climbed the snow-capped mountain, took off her clothes, and melted the glacier with her pure body. As a result, the snowmelt flowed, carrying the fragrance of the girl, and All Things Revive."

"Therefore, women are highly respected in our area, and every family is proud to have a girl."

Leng Jue listened patiently, occasionally responding with a few words, but his attitude was one of utter disdain for the so-called Qiqige.

Suddenly he said, "I also have a story, somewhat similar to yours, yet completely different."

The old herdsman listened attentively and said, "I'm all ears."

"In Egypt, women had an extremely low status. There was a beautiful woman named Kong Si, unable to bear the humiliation and torment, prayed to the Nether God for release."

"The Nether God promised her everything on Mortal World for ten years, in exchange for her soul belonging to Him after death."

Leng Jue recounted in detail how, ten years later, Kong Si used the Triangular Chaos Mirror to repeatedly project the pyramid's image onto other places in order to avoid the pursuit of the Nether God.

Egypt suffered countless disasters as a result, with millions dying. However, Kong Si did not escape the calamity. She had a male lover who stole the Triangular Chaos Sphere and destroyed it amidst the lightning, shattering it into billions of dust.

Thus, the mirage phenomenon in Egypt was born, and the male lover was not praised by the world afterward, but instead was infamous for eternity.

The old herdsman was stunned for a long time after hearing this story.

Leng Jue revealed a mischievous smile and asked, "Tell me, which is more popular, Kong Si or your Qiqige?"

"Well..." the old herdsman said, "I think our Qiqige is even greater."

"Hahaha! But your Qiqige is only widely known in your small region, while Kong Si has become synonymous with the most wicked woman in Egypt for countless centuries! Just like the power of faith."

Leng Jue laughed wildly, "Since there are positive beliefs like reverence, piety, and justice, which are half of human nature, then there are also negative beliefs like evil, contempt, and hatred."

"Tell me, are there more people with ugly human nature or more people with kind human nature?"

"If gods are divided into good and evil, and the strength of the two groups of gods is weighed according to the power of faith, then it can be concluded that evil gods possess greater power than good gods!"

The old herdsman was speechless, and managed to say, "Your logic makes some sense, but there must be many kind people like Qiqige."

Leng Jue revealed deep malice and said, "Fine, how about we make a bet? I'll kill your wife, daughters, neighbors, and everyone else you cherish. If you can forgive me, then I'll repent and quit being Cardinal."

He particularly enjoys using a set of fallacies to distort other people's thoughts, even going so far as to do things that make them most afraid and painful, thus trampling on their values.

Then Leng Jue can draw upon the resentment others hold towards him to enhance his Evil Power.

The old herdsman stared at Leng Jue in disbelief, speechless, his expression a mixture of confusion and disbelief.

At this moment, several of Leng Jue's trusted confidants stopped fiddling with Qiqige statue and had already buried the coordinates.

Leng Jue pointed to the mountain village not far away, and took out a replica of the Triangular Dimensional Mirror — the Triangular Chaos Mirror —which showed a chaotic and primordial color.

It's unclear where Leng Jue obtained this Triangular Chaos Mirror; perhaps it was taught to him by Pharaoh, the god of the underworld? Just like Kong Si in ancient times, it might even be a story Nether God and acted by Pharaoh himself.

He held the prism in his hand, his face contorted as he recalled Lu Jun's pranks in New York.

Leng Jue took a deep breath, stared at the old shepherd with a cold smile, and said, "Soon, all the things you cherish will perish, and then you will know why the power of Evil God far surpasses that of benevolent gods."

Upon hearing this, the old herdsman felt a great fear rise in his heart, a sense of foreboding, and suddenly turned around to look at the mountain village behind him.

The blue sky and white clouds were replaced by the dark twilight, and the Nether Radiance was about to fall upon this area.

Hehehe...

But then a mocking voice rang out. "What sophistry! If there are more inherently evil people and more powerful Evil God, then why is the world now a place of peace and order, while your Black Vatican is treated like a rat in the street?!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Jue seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and jumped up, glaring angrily at the newcomer.

Then, the purple-eyed boy, his face filled with astonishment, heard the somewhat familiar voice and looked at the person's face, exclaiming incredulously, "Lu Jun, what are you doing here?!"

The members of the Black Vatican were terrified and retreated hastily.

As the saying goes, a person's name casts a shadow on a tree. Lu Jun's formidable reputation in recent years has made the name of the Cardinal Assassin even more radiant and solidified his position.

Chapter 516 Darkness: The Peach Blossom Spring

Leng Jue was sweating profusely, frantically trying to come up with a solution.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jun was already waiting for him here. His actions had been detected?! Lu Jun's presence meant that the top forces of the Nine Provinces were also lying in ambush here?!

Lu Jun stared calmly at Leng Jue, treating him as if he were dead. Before Leng Jue arrived, he had already arrived in this area through the Void Channel, waiting for him to come to him.

Seeing this, Leng Jue felt a chill run down his spine from the other party's indifferent gaze, and hesitated.

The old herdsman beside him snapped out of his daze, looked at Lu Jun, and seemed to understand something. His aged voice trembled as he said, "Young man, are they all fallen magicians?"

Even now, the old herdsman still believes that Leng Jue and his group are just murderous mages who treat ordinary people like dirt.

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun shook his head and replied, "They are far more terrifying than forbidden magicians; they are the Black Vatican."

Upon hearing this, the old herdsman finally understood what a vicious person he was facing, and also realized that the purple-eyed boy's previous nonsense was true.

The old man staggered backward, then turned and ran headlong toward a settlement on the nearby grassland, trying to call his relatives to escape.

Lu Jun sighed. Originally, the Northern Plains Beiyuan in this small town would have all perished the moment Leng Jue projected the Pharaoh Pyramid Giza, but his appearance saved them in time.

At this moment, Leng Jue reacted and said hatefully, "Lu Jun, you dare to come before me alone? Then this time, let's fight to the death!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun teased, "Leng Jue, you're not even willing to call me godfather."

Leng Jue's face twisted instantly. Back in New York, he had been forced to accept the offer to take him as his son, a humiliating experience indeed.

Rumble!

The purple-eyed youth roared, his body glowing red, his muscles bulging, and blackish-red flesh, skin unlike any other inhuman, emerged. Ghostly faces rose up, each with a different expression, yet all filled with despair, fear, and pain.

Leng Jue's once handsome exterior was completely torn apart, revealing a monster that had ripped off its disguise and was born Evil God!

This monstrous creature was tens of feet tall, with two horns on its head. Between the horns hung a lantern-shaped eye, radiating a fierce light completely different from the other two eyes. It exuded a supreme and powerful aura that soared into the sky and penetrated the universe.

With his Mid-level Monarch level approaching that of Great Monarch, Leng Jue was even stronger than he had been in New York.

"Today I will kill you."

Lu Jun remained calm in response, reached out and drew a gleaming platinum divine sword. The black and gold dragon-patterned blade shone with dazzling brilliance, and the sound of metal clanging against metal was resounding.

Crack! The next moment, the Evil God revealed a ferocious smile, his terrifying figure vanished from the spot, and a deep pit opened up in the earth.

The Evil God Leng Jue, carrying immense Evil Power, charged directly towards the distant settlement.

He said menacingly, "I've killed these innocent people, so what can you do to save them?"

The old herdsman, panting heavily, looked back and saw a surging, sky-covering fog composed of countless ghostly faces, and his face paled with terror.

Seeing this, Lu Jun remained motionless and said coldly, "What you see may not be the truth."

Immediately, Lu Jun's left eye revealed a holy blue radiance, and his Supernatural Power [Imagination Pupil] was activated. Endless silver Mental Power surged out from between his brows, and his palm, which was originally flat, suddenly flipped over.

In an instant, the world in this area trembled, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in, turning upside down and shrouded in a hazy light and shadow.

Originally, the Evil God Leng Jue was arrogant and soaring to the sky, looking invincible. However, in this void of folded heaven and earth, he seemed to be contained within it, and then the situation reversed, shrinking smaller and smaller until he was finally compressed into a mortal.

The purple-eyed boy plummeted to the ground from mid-air, cried out in pain, and scrambled to his feet. He was astonished to find that all the strength in his body had vanished without a trace, as if a mud ox had disappeared into the sea.

"Impossible! How could this be? How could the Evil Power I cultivated through killing millions be lost? It's all fake! It's all fake!"

Leng Jue flew into a rage like a madman. No matter how crazy and unruly he became, he had truly become an ordinary mortal.

The members of the Black Vatican nearby were filled with unease, unsure of what had happened.

Bang!

Suddenly, a pair of muddy black boots stepped down in front of the purple-eyed boy. He looked up in a daze, his face changing drastically. It was the old herdsman he had teased earlier.

The old herdsman looked strange; his expression was blank, his eyes were bloodshot, and an aura of death and evil emanated from him, similar to the power of Evil God.

Sensing a strong threat, Leng Jue panicked and roared, his voice trembling with fear, "Who are you? What do you want?"

"Didn't you want to torment the old herdsman? Now you're just giving him a taste of his own medicine."

At that moment, Lu Jun's voice came, elusive and uncertain.

Leng Jue was startled and quickly stood up, looking around. He didn't know when Lu Jun had disappeared. The surrounding environment was dark, as if shrouded in the Nether Radiance, filled with an eerie atmosphere.

The purple-eyed boy roared in fear and rage, "So it really was you, Lu Jun, who caused this! If you have the guts, just kill me!"

Buzz!

The old shepherd, who resembled a vengeful ghost, moved. His arm shot out rapidly, grabbing Leng Jue's neck and lifting him high as if he possessed boundless strength.

"Cough cough~, "Leng Jue Juejun's handsome face turned red, he struggled to breathe and almost suffocated, he cursed, "You damned old Deng, how dare you, an ant, touch me?"

The old herdsman remained unmoved, his face blank, his arms strong and powerful, his skin appearing stiff, still holding Leng Jue.

Soon, Leng Jue's face turned terrified. He saw thousands of people in the distant settlement, men, women, children, cattle, sheep, horses, and dogs, all stop moving and stare at him.

Immediately afterwards, like old shepherds, they exuded an evil aura and marched in neat rows, their heads piled high, layer upon layer, a dark mass that surged toward Leng Jue in an instant, surrounding him completely.

Suddenly, men, women, and children spoke up in unison, "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!"

Their voices overlapped, crashing down like a vast ocean, causing Leng Jue's sanity to crumble.

Leng Jue vaguely saw the faces of each herdsman flickering, sometimes showing various expressions, and sometimes all resembling Lu Jun.

Under the desperate gaze of the purple-eyed boy, the crowd stirred, extending their ghostly claws.

Tear!

The purple-eyed boy's body was crawled over by countless ghostly claws, his flesh torn off piece by piece, and a chilling sound rang out, comparable to the torture of being sliced into a thousand pieces.

Aaaaaah!! Leng Jue's screams echoed through the sky, and even the Black Vatican Member beside him were not spared.

In the sky, Lu Jun's enormous face appeared and disappeared, looking down at this dark little village with a calm expression.

The Mind Element Super Rank Magic True Dreamscape: Peach Blossom Spring is infused with the Mental Power of the Eight Realms, the Power of Imagination, the Supernatural Power of the Imagination Pupil, and even the power of curses and the undead, creating an extremely terrifying ghost realm.

It is both real and illusory, existing between reality and illusion; on one side is the normal world, and on the other side is a dark scene.

It was formed by uniting the will of all living beings.